What if Percy had fallen into Tartarus alone? Apparently, a whole lot of shit. * Down in Tartarus, it's the Greek version of hell. Percy experiences the hardest days of his life - and that's saying something - as he attempts to find his way to the Doors of Death. It's his only option if he wants to make it out of this alive. At least he has Small Bob, though. The best fucking awesome cat ever. * "No matter how much he tried, he couldn't get the stain of Tartarus off his skin." * Started November 2017. Finished March 2018. *THIS STORY IS UNDER EDITING* *Due to the edits, chapter names and numbers may not line up, and some story details may be out of place. The story is not being edited in chronological order. I don't have a timeline for when edits will be finished.

Tartarus had damaged Percy more than he let on. He should have told someone before it got this bad. But now it was too late. He had lost control of his powers, and sometimes, of his mind. Somehow, he had to fix himself before he destroyed the camp and all his loved ones....but it's not that easy, especially when Percy's darker nature appealed to him so much. Will he be able to control his powers and regain his mind before he deals damage that cannot be undone? **I do not own any of the PJO/HOO characters, Uncle Rick does THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS, SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Tough times have fallen on the Earth. And for the demigod population. Humans have discovered them, discovered their abilities and their strengths. And their weaknesses. Gaea left with a bang, taking almost all of Earths energy and resources with her. The humans have taken to harvesting the demigods for their power. If they can't find any use for them, well...they drop them off in the middle of nowhere, leaving them to find their own way home. DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTER BELONG RICK RIORDAN!